Chapter 275: Who are you going to kill?
"Guess... Which college will she be assigned to?"
At the school opening dinner, Fred and George grinned and moved beside Harry and the others.
Hermione shook her head, and her eyes fell angrily on Umbridge, who was sitting in the place where Elsa had been. The fat pink sweater looked disgusting to Hermione like a pig's intestine.
"I don't know..." Harry looked curiously at You Mengyu, who was sitting on the triangular stool in front of him and was about to put on the sorting hat.
"I guess it's Gryffindor." George said with a smile.
"Maybe it's Ravenclaw?" Fred looked ahead.
"She likes it so much, maybe she'll get a Hufflepuff..." Ron muttered indifferently.
"Anyway, I don't think it can be Slytherin..." Harry said softly: "The Sorting Hat will definitely see all her qualities, you look at You Mengyu, smart, calm, brave, these qualities she Both, though with a bit of Slytherin-like aloofness..."
"What happens in this situation? It's really complicated. When we were sorted, the Sorting Hat shoved us directly into Gryffindor when we both had red hair..." Fred muttered softly.
"In this case, the Sorting Hat will judge according to your thoughts." Hermione took her eyes away from Umbridge and landed on You Mengyu in front of her.
Harry nodded: "Yeah, according to the Sorting Hat routine: emmm - hard, very hard, you're great, why don't you go to Gryffindor? Their bravery is a good match for you, Hufflepuff ? Yes, that's right, that's it, loyal friends you'll get along very well with them, of course, you're smart, which is one of your strengths, and Ravenclaw fits perfectly... oh Slytherin-esque restraint And elegance, yes...then..."
"Azkaban!" Fred whispered, holding his throat.
Several people suddenly couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, the laughter was especially obvious in the auditorium...
Professor McGonagall's stern gaze swept over, and several people hurriedly shut up.
"Gryffindor!" The Sorting Hat screamed, and the long table of Gryffindor suddenly boiled. George shouted and stepped on the table, throwing the pointed hat on his head high.
"Poor child..." Ron narrowed his eyes and leaned over to Harry's side: "That guy definitely likes her..."
Harry laughed dryly, I can't take your words...
You Mengyu sat on the long table in Gryffindor and looked at a few people with a smile: "Originally, the Sorting Hat recommended me to go to Ravenclaw."
"What a coincidence, that was what it said to me back then." Hermione laughed.
"Yeah, but I think I might not get along with those girls, so forget it." Youmeng Yu spread her hands.
Hermione immediately chatted with You Mengyu excitedly as if she had found a confidant.
"Welcome our new students, and the new students who are not new students..." Dumbledore stood up from his chair cheerfully: "Welcome our old students - welcome back! There is more time for speeches, but not now. It hurts. Eat happily!"
Umbridge looked at Dumbledore's figure with a smirk, and kept thinking about something.
According to its plan, the ownership of this school should be gradually taken from Dumbledore's hands. At that time, her future career should be smooth sailing, even after Fudge stepped down in a few years. , she can also plan the position of Minister of Magic...
As long as there are no surprises...
Just when she was planning with joy, a bang sounded, and the door of the auditorium was kicked open...
came back unexpectedly...
Iger stood at the entrance of the auditorium cheerfully with his staff on his back, and his eyes fell on Dumbledore on the teacher's bench.
"Damn it, there was a little accident when I came back, and I accidentally fell into hell. Fortunately, I met a clan, otherwise I really don't know how to come back. By the way, who broke the Shimen of the Department of Mysteries? Wait until I kill him in two days..."
Saying that, Iger glanced at the stunned students around him: "What? You shouldn't have finished eating, right?"
"what!!"
Screams sounded, and from a distance, a tall figure rushed over and threw himself on Iger. Hermione hugged Iger with tears in her eyes, her arms strangled tightly: "Why did you go for so long? I'm going to worry to death... They all say you'll never come back... Do you know how I've been through this month woo woo woo..."
"Oye!" The twins jumped on the stool and cheered, and the next second, there was a deafening cheer in the auditorium.
The cheers were loudest on the long table in Gryffindor.
Umbridge froze on the chair, as if someone had given him a sap in the head, and his head was buzzing.
Professor McGonagall covered her mouth and smiled cheerfully. She seemed to be overjoyed. She had been worried all the time when Iger disappeared.
Snape glanced at Iger expressionlessly, then leaned back leisurely on the back of the chair, as if he was relieved.
"Great!" Harry said excitedly.
Although he wanted to ask Iger what he had experienced in the underworld now, he also knew that now was not the best time.
"That's great!" Ron grabbed the plate of ribs closest to him and piled them on his plate one by one: "To be honest, I've always felt weird without Iger when he came back. , It seems that I feel a lot more at ease when I eat."
"What an excellent student..." Dumbledore clapped his hands cheerfully: "He went to the world of the dead, and came back from the world of the dead, even Voldemort... well, even I can't do this..."
"This is the outstanding student of our school, what do you think? Dolores?" Dumbledore looked at Umbridge with a sly look in his eyes and smiled.
"Very...very good..." Umbridge was about to bite his teeth...
"By the way... What did Iger just say? Who is he going to kill?" Professor McGonagall asked casually.
Umbridge: "..."
Damn... ruthless!
"What Shimen?" Hagrid looked puzzled.
The voice fell, and Umbridge trembled again.
"I'll be more careful... Does he still have clansmen?" Snape said in a negative way Umbridge felt that his thighs, which had always been thick and secure, had become too soft...
"Wait..." Iger put Hermione down, glanced at the teacher's chair, and glanced at Umbridge casually: "Where's Elsa?"
"Fired by that stinky woman!" Hermione pointed at Umbridge fiercely.
Umbridge: "!!!"
It was a rare time that Hermione did not feel embarrassed when she complained to Iger, instead she felt an inexplicable pleasure.
No wonder Iger always wants to eat soft rice...
"When did the Ministry of Magic... have the right to interfere at Hogwarts?" Iger squinted slightly and looked at Umbridge on the teacher's bench. "Does Fudge think the Ministry of Magic has existed for too long?"
Umbridge's face turned blue and red, and she shouted, pulling her neck: "Please pay attention to your words, Mr. Morriss, you are provoking the authority of the Ministry of Magic!"
Iger's eyes were extremely cold: "You guys came to provoke me first."
He was very angry. Voldemort's head was buzzing when he saw him. Who the **** gave Fudge the courage?
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